Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Sumnes speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Sumnes was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Body Guard. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 cp. Golden pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull brown iron scale mail. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Diggory is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mayor. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3100 sp. Smoky quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He got into the Server business at a young age. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 70 gp.